So after a frazzled week I was all planning a concerted effort today during my at-home day to finish up the main knitting on my Blackberry Cardigan (what I am calling my execution of the Blooming Cardigan, since the yarn colourway is called blackberry). Except what ended up happening is that I got up and found no water in the house. One call to the city, one call to a plumber, another call to the (by this time after-hours hotline from the) city) later, and there is still no water, though there is supposedly someone coming “in a while” tonight. (I can’t imagine how someone manages with no water all damned day when there is more than one person in the house. For real. People need to wash things and flush things and bathe things).

While I’m sure all of this would have been way easier if it had been a daywhen my parents (whose house I am still living it at this point – score another point for my pride and ego, yes siree) were at home, but no, it’s just been little me. Although I do at least now know where the house water main shutoff is, so hey, I at least gained new knowledge.

Also, I would really love to know how many hours of training city operators go through to perfect their tone of voice just right to make it sound like a lack of water coming into my house is actually my fault.

Anyhoozle, the Blackberry Cardigan still looks mostly like this, with two as-yet unattached sleeves.

Sadly, it is not likely to be anywhere close to done by the time I leave at 0-dark-hundred on Saturday morning for my flight to DC, which bums me out majorly as I was hoping to clean that part of my slate and knit fresh on my vacation time. Siggghhhhh.

One would hope water will eventually return to the premises, as I would dearly love to shower before my work day tomorrow, and at the very least before I expose myself to the horrors and evil stresses wonders of airline travel, but we shall see.

If you were me, and trying to erase WIP guilt through new travel knitting (I still have the Sanquhar gloves and another pair of complex socks in progress that are likely to neither travel well nor be finished anywhere near this weekend), what would you bring? I’m seriously open to colour suggestions, even.

But in any case – knitter down and out for tonight…Catch you again on the flip side of my DC trip if not before!

12 responses to “How not to have a knitting day”

Oh, ick. On my 29th birthday (a little over a year ago) my husband accidentally flushed a cloth diaper down our solo toilet. We had a 2week old infant, a nearly 2yo, plus my in-laws were visiting and it was colder than a witch’s teat outside. No going in the woods, in other words. At least, not for us of the female gender. I think Stu and his dad made some yellow snow, but I wasn’t about to do that. It turned out that every plumber in the city was out on call that night (it was a holiday weekend) and they weren’t even returning calls. We were without a toilet for 18 brutal hours, during which my MIL and I knocked on our neighbors’ door at 11pm to use their bathroom (they happily obliged.) It was memorable, I’ll say that!

Oh YACK!
It’s Friday morning and dude, I hope your water is back on!
Been there, done that a few times… let me ask you this, how many times have you just gone to a faucet and tried to turn the water on? It’s like having the power off, I still try and turn the lights on… that’s probably just me though, comes with having an addled brain.
Happy travels! and take whatever pleases you most.

Reminds me of the story of the bride that was showing off all her new kitchen appliances to her Grandmother. New stove, microwave, refrigerator, dishwasher. She finished the tour by asking her Grandma – “Which do you like best, Grandma?” Grandma answered” I’ll taking running water every time.”

Ugh, my favorite time was when they shut my water off with no warning while I was in the shower with shampoo in my hair. Have a great time in DC! I just came from there… you certainly won’t be lacking for things to do!

The thing I would miss would be… drinking things. Water and tea. How do you go without it?! That should be illegal. Too bad about the cardigan not getting enough attention though. I think I would bring excitingly-colored sock yarn (lots of variegation, that means) for travel knitting, as I’m starting to really like knitting socks again. Have fun on your trip!